What is to be done
Always there is something
Some song to be sung
A wish to buy a diamond ring
What if I say I love you
Always and forever
Some tremble to blue
Light as an ostrich feather
What is to be done
Always my mother called me
There's coal in the scuttle son
Carved names on the sycamore tree
What if I say I love you
Never, not now, nor ever
